Chapter 477: Why is there no official position?
Han Sanzhen opened his mouth to mock, and Song Shuwan decisively admitted her mistake: "Han Langzhong, I was wrong." ”
"How could the princess be wrong? It's the other people who are wrong, and letting the princess live until now is enough to prove that the princess is extremely lucky. ”
The corners of Song Shuwan's mouth twitched, her eyes turned, and she decisively brought the topic to King Ning: "I heard that Prince Ning suppressed the officials from the capital? You still have some feelings for Da Zhou, even if that's the case, why are you walking back and forth in the prison cell? Just want to make everyone unhappy? ”
After the deathly silence, King Ning sneered: "No one knows if this king is unhappy, but looking at your current appearance, you should want to find it unhappy in this king." ”
The two looked at each other, and the corners of Song Shuwan's mouth pulled up a curvature: "Lord Ning said that he laughed, I am a weak woman, not to mention the strength of the chicken, and now I am seriously injured, how can I find you unhappy?" ”
"Huh!"
King Ning sneered disdainfully, but even if the anger rushed to the top of his head, he couldn't bear to say more, but sat down without saying a word.
Seeing his appearance, Song Shuwan squinted slightly, King Ning's purpose for coming here should not be simple, but he didn't know what he was trying to do.
At this moment, Han Sanzhen spoke again: "What are you doing while the princess is still staying here?" Why don't you go and rest? ”
Song Shuwan came back to her senses: "When a guest comes, I think I want to ......"
"Lord Ning doesn't need you to entertain."
Han Sanzhen was very polite, but Song Shuwan saw worry in his gaze.
A few moments later, she smiled and apologized to King Ning and left.
"Qinglian, you look at it over there, don't let King Ning make trouble."
Qinglian bowed her head: "Please rest assured, the princess, Qinglian will be optimistic about King Ning." ”
An hour later, Pei Huan turned around to meet with King Ning, and not long after, King Ning left, while Han Sanzhen stayed.
The next day, news spread in the city of Ningyuan that the Great Zhou and the Tatars were about to go to war, and the Tatar army had been forced to the border of the Great Zhou.
As soon as these words came out, the entire Ningyuan City panicked, and the officials from the capital looked for King Ning one after another, wanting an exact news.
"The Tatar army is indeed pressing towards the border of the Great Zhou, but whether it can be fought depends on whether Lin Yu's army can all come back."
"This is wrong, Lin Yujun helped the Tatar Empress enter the territory of Tatar before, but now why has the situation suddenly changed?"
"The former is the before, the present is the present, and the two are not comparable."
The officials in the capital were all in chaos, they wanted to find a reason to be safe, but no matter what they said, they would be dismissed by King Ning, telling them that they were delusional, and they were all silent.
Just when the atmosphere became dead silent, King Ning said meaningfully: "Although Lin Yujun has not returned, but the master of Lin Yujun is still in the city, if you really want to find a solution, then go to him, maybe, he can deal with the influx of Tatars." ”
Several officials exchanged glances, and one of them spoke very sincerely: "Dare to ask the prince, where is that person now?" ”
King Ning smiled and leaned back in the chair: "This king is not clear, if you want to find him, you have to look at yourself." ”
"Lord Ning, we are all for the sake of Da Zhou, you can't ......"
King Ning looked at it with one look, and the official who spoke was instantly silenced, and as time passed, cold sweat gradually broke out on his forehead.
After a while, King Ning spoke: "This king doesn't want to listen to those high-sounding words, and it's boring to say things that he knows, so step down, this king doesn't want to disturb today's good mood." ”
"Yes, yes."
Several officials retreated in embarrassment, but when they turned around, they were abducted by a group of people of unknown origin, and there was no one left.
When Song Shuwan got the news, she was checking Pei Huan's legs, and she was shocked when she heard the situation.
"Those are all officials sent by the emperor, who is so bold that even they dare to take them away?"
The secret guard who reported the news bowed his head: "My subordinates don't know." ”
Pei Huan's fingertips moved slightly, and he waved away the irrelevant people in the room: "It's Zhen Yuan." ”
In just three words, Song Shuwan fell silent.
After a long time, she said very puzzledly: "What did Miss Zhen do when she kidnapped them?" ”
"There is an abnormality in the capital, and this group of people staying in the city will cause trouble, so it is safer to lock them up."
Having said that, if Song Shuwan still couldn't hear what Pei Huan meddled, she would be a fool.
After a long time, she sighed: "I don't know how many people the prince is pulling with, but I hope the prince can protect himself, don't ...... Immerse yourself in it. ”
Pei Huan smiled silently.
A few days later, Song Shuwan was recuperating in the yard, and Pei Huan was basically walking around outside except for the medicinal bath.
Song Shuwan didn't know what he was doing, but she could sense the change in the atmosphere in the courtyard.
At the beginning of April, Qinglian and Dark San suddenly disappeared from the courtyard, and Song Shuwan knew that Pei Huan had done it.
In just two days, the city of Ningyuan was invaded by the smell of blood, and the wind blew, all with a sense of slaughter.
In the calm courtyard, Song Shuwan leaned on the back of a wheelchair and did not speak for a long time.
At this moment, the sound of crutches hitting the ground sounded, and before Han Sanzhen appeared, what he said arrived first.
"What are you doing sitting here? When Pei Huan comes back this time, you should be able to return to the capital. ”
Song Shuwan turned her head: "I know, but returning to the capital is not my purpose." ”
Han Sanzhen went to the wheelchair and stood still: "The Song family's case involves a wide range of cases, it is Pei Huan, if you want to completely overturn the case, you have to be careful, you can't be in a hurry." ”
Song Shuwan looked at him steadily: "So, Han Langzhong knows what the situation of the Song family's case is, right?" ”
Han Sanzhen nodded: "I do know." ”
Song Shuwan asked: "Then why didn't you mention it before?" ”
"There's no need."
"Not necessary? What do you mean by that? ”
Han Sanzhen sighed, paused for a moment and said, "The previous Pei Huan is not capable of overturning the case for you. ”
Song Shuwan was stunned: "This, how is this possible?" ”
Han Sanzhen smiled and brought up the topic again: "What do you think, what is Pei Huan's status in the imperial court?" ”
"The God of War of the Great Zhou Dynasty, holding military power, although he has no important official position, he ......"
At this point, Song Shuwan suddenly paused, she actually forgot the most critical point.
When Pei Huan was at the border, everyone in the Great Zhou Dynasty was shouting the God of War of the Great Zhou, but after returning to the capital, the real title was only the word Shizi, and it was for this reason that Pei Huan would be regarded as a waste by everyone.
No matter how high the status of the border is, it will not play much role after returning to the capital.
After all, there have always been people who have been sent to the border to lead the troops, but there are only a few people in the capital today who are exactly named generals, and there is no Pei Huan among them.
Song Shuwan muttered: "Your Majesty, why hasn't you given the prince an official position?" ”
Han Sanzhen sneered: "Then I have to ask the emperor, I heard that last night, the capital sent someone to urge again." ”
Song Shuwan pursed her lips, and she opened her mouth several times but was silent.